She thought that her boyfriend was an obsessive punk.
And that he was a very jealous chump.
He followed her everywhere that she would go.
He would even follow her to the grocery store.
He would get mad when she talked to any man.
He was jealous of every guy in the land.
Her talking to another man would make him see red.
And he would wish that the other man was dead.
She had begun to think that he was insane.
And she had started to wonder if she should keep him for her man.
He told her that he would kill himself if she should ever leave.
And this was something she had to believe.
But she decided to show him the door.
And told him not to come around anymore.
He decided that the hurt would eventually pass.
And that if he killed himself, he would be a dead jackass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
should be more poems of sense like this one